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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [115/157] (MF+, bond, control) {Crimson Dragon}
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Author's Shortened Preface:
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In the interests of reducing bandwidth the full preface is now 
available at:

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Dragon/www

I would encourage you to read it at least once. If you ignore
the full preface and end up offended, you have nobody to blame but
yourself. Caveat emptor. The really important bits:

This is a work of erotic fiction. As such there may be scenes with
nudity, sex, and even questionable non-consensual bondage. If you
are a minor, or you are irresponsible at any age, you shouldn't be
reading this -- find somewhere else to play. I won't be offended.
If you are looking for a quick stroke story, this probably isn't
it. For a piece of writing of 157 chapters, there is remarkably
little sex. You've been warned. Twice.

This is an original work, copyrighted by the author, Crimson Dragon.
Please do not use it as if it were your own. Enjoy the writing, but
do not archive or sell it in any manner without my written
permission. I'm easy to contact if you wish to redistribute my
words.

Lastly, I thoroughly enjoy hearing from people reading any of my
stories. Feel free to contact me with raves, rants, encouragement or
dissertation (note the lack of invitation for spam). I do try to
reply to all who are kind enough to drop me a note.

Now, if you are still with me, onto the story,
 - Crimson
   (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Dragon/www

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Dawn of Time - Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

Chapter 115

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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He sat with Kate cross-legged on the carpet in front of the
television stand. The chain between the girl's wrists jingled softly
as her hands dipped in together, extracting a few DVD cases and
inspecting them.

"It would be a whole lot easier without the handcuffs," she said
quietly, but overall, she didn't protest too much. At least her
hands were cuffed in front of her.

She peered into the cabinet, pointing towards a small stack of
unlabelled video tapes. She turned towards Nicole who was perched in
a chair, her hands similarly chained.

"What are those?" Kate asked.

Nicole paled a moment, then swallowed heavily.

"You don't want to see them," she whispered. "Or maybe you do."

"What are they?"

Nicole hesitated, winced, and then whispered again.

"He sometimes liked to film me. There's a lot of my screaming on
those tapes."

Kate paled, and turned towards her captor, slowly shaking her head.
A look of pleading entered her eyes.

He spoke before she could, also shaking his head. "I don't think we
need to put Nicole through that ..."

"He made me watch most of them ..." Nicole ventured from her seat.

The Timeman swivelled, and regarded Nicole. "Not tonight," he said
softly. Nicole looked relieved, relaxing a little into her chair.
Monique and Andrea sat quietly on the floor, their backs nestled
against the sofa, their hands cuffed as the other girls were.

The Timeman turned back towards Kate.

"So, what have you found?"

Kate blinked, as if waking up from a dream, then held up the titles.
There were three disks captured between her bound hands. American
Beauty, Chasing Amy, and Dogma.

"Kevin Smith fan, I see."

Kate looked down for a moment, then pursed her lips.

"American Beauty isn't Kevin Smith."

"You pick," he said. Without further comment, he pushed himself to
his feet, returning to the second sofa, and sitting down in the
middle of it.

"Is Chasing Amy all right?" Kate asked.

The other girls nodded, though they didn't really have any choice in
the matter. Kate fumbled with the case, having trouble with the
handcuffs binding her, but eventually managed. She slipped the disk
into the player and then picked up the remote control. She returned
to the sofa, standing easily in front of the Timeman. She sighed,
and handed him the control. Then she made to sit on the floor at his
feet.

A touch to her shoulder brought her head up. She smiled as he
motioned her beside him. She settled into the sofa, tucking her bare
legs up under herself.

                         <---===***===--->

The buttery and salty smell of popcorn made Kate look up. While
waiting, she'd nearly dozed, but the maddening smell made her mouth
water. Leigh swept through the door, regally naked, carrying a small
bowl of popcorn in her bound hands. She flashed all of them a smile,
and handed the bowl to Nicole. Before Kate could call out to the
girl, Leigh had disappeared.

Two larger bowls later, and Leigh stood in front of the Timeman,
trembling. She held the bowl out to him, and he took it, placing it
on his lap. Absently, he lifted a handful to his lips.

Leigh began to sink to sit near his feet, but like Kate, he stopped
her, and had her settle into the sofa on his other side.

"You aren't going to make us beg, are you?" Kate asked with an
impish look in her eyes. He simply shook his head and dimmed the
lights with the remote. The television flashed on and the drawer to
the DVD player closed with a hum and a click.

The girls reached simultaneously for the bowls of popcorn, happily
munching as the movie began to play.

                         <---===***===--->

He half considered what it would take to find Joey Lauren Adams, and
take her into his little group. While he probably could do it, it
didn't seem worth it somehow, despite her looks. He glanced around
at the girls settled around the living room. The flickering of the
television lit their bare skin.

The bowl of popcorn lay forgotten on the floor near his feet, only a
few unpopped kernels remaining in the bowl. Kate and Leigh sat
nestled into the corners of the sofa, their bare legs extended
familiarly across the cushions, their feet laying easily in his lap.
The girls didn't seem to mind the position, their eyes watching as
Alyssa screamed at Holden, something about fingercuffs.

Almost idly, he ran his fingers over Leigh's toes. The girl jumped a
little, but then relaxed, turning her eyes back to the film. Kate
jumped, too, but then relaxed.

After they were used to the touch, he played with their toes, his
eyes upon the screen. After a while, Leigh sighed, and settled
herself deeper into the couch.

                         <---===***===--->

The credits rolled up the screen, and he shifted the girl's feet
from his thighs with a pang of regret. The girls shifted, and
waited as he switched off the television, and flipped on the lights
to groans. He yawned and stretched.

He motioned Andrea and Monique to the opposite sofa. The girls
pushed themselves up -- Andrea had settled into an awkward lying
position on the carpet, and Monique simply pushed herself up from
sitting with her back against the sofa. Both girls groaned, their
eyes as tired as he felt.

"Why?" Andrea asked quietly as she lay down beside Monique. She
looked distinctly uncomfortable, her breasts touching the other
girl.

He ignored her, and quickly rebound the girls with their hands
behind their backs. Neither girl protested, though they didn't seem
comfortable. To complete the awkwardness, he bound their upper arms
together, and then wrapped a length of cord about their waists,
holding them together. He slipped an ankle cuff about Andrea's
ankle, and connected her to the sofa leg, effectively restricting
both girls to remain on the sofa, tied together.

He left Nicole free, except for a simple ankle cuff attaching her to
the chair in which she still sat.

"That's not necessary," she said. "I'm not going anywhere."

He crouched and looked into her face.

"How's the ribs?"

"Sore."

"Can you sleep in the chair?"

"I don't have much choice, do I?"

He shrugged. "If you'd prefer, you can sleep on the floor, but I'll
have to put your hands behind you."

Her expression betrayed her confusion, but she nodded easily.

"I've slept in far more uncomfortable places."

"I'll bet. Would you like another aspirin?"

The girl nodded once, and he turned motioning for Kate to retrieve
one. Kate pushed herself wearily to her feet, and disappeared
towards the front entrance bathroom, the chain between Kate's wrists
jingling as she moved.

He returned to Leigh, and helped her up. The girl rose, blinking. He
watched as she moved the cushions from the sofa, and pulled at the
bed release. It rose a little, then crashed back. She turned and
looked at him helplessly.

"Please, I can't. I'm sorry. Please, I don't want to be punished."

He touched the girl's shoulder and a fair bit of the fear left her
eyes as she moved to the side. He reached down, his hands
unfettered, and yanked the handle. The bed creaked, and it took far
more effort than he would have imagined to pull it out. Mentally, he
forgave the girl. She'd tried, and he wasn't even sure that he could
have pulled it out wearing cuffs as she was.

Kate returned and walked quickly over to Nicole. She handed the girl
the pills.

"Don't dry swallow them," Kate said.

Nicole looked up at Kate, shrugging. "It's how he made me take them.
I'm used to them that way."

The Timeman interjected. "Nicole. Wait."

The injured girl bounced the pills easily in her right hand. The
chain between her wrists bounced, too. Kate flashed him a grateful
look, and then scampered towards the kitchen. In a few moments, she
returned with a tall glass of water, perspiration dotting the
outside surface of the glass.

Nicole popped the pills into her mouth, and then accepted the glass
in both hands. She drank deeply, then coughed, handing the glass
back to Kate. Kate placed the glass on an end table, then returned
to stand beside Leigh.

He approached them, and at his motioning, Kate raised her wrists to
him. He unlocked one side, and placed her hands behind her.
Carefully, he relocked her bonds, and she pulled slightly at them.
Her slender wrist turned easily in the steel, but wouldn't slip
through.

He motioned for Leigh, but the girl stepped away.

"Please. I won't be able to sleep with my hands behind me. You don't
need to do this. I'm not going to try anything."

"Leigh ..."

The girl paled, and stepped back forward.

"Please," she whispered.

He shook his head slowly, and while he unlocked her hands, he spoke.

"I need you like this. Okay? I won't sleep if any of you are free,
and you don't want to see me cranky, do you?"

Leigh shook her head, but tears formed in her eyes as she held her
hands behind her. He was careful not to make her bonds too tight
either.

He touched their shoulders, and the girls awkwardly crawled up onto
the Queen sized sofa bed, but didn't slip under the sheets.

He returned to Nicole, and the girl looked up at him sleepily.

"I'll be fine," she said.

He bent and kissed her cheek. Nicole laid her head back against the
padding of the chair, and closed her eyes. He covered her gently
with a purple blanket, and she nearly smiled.

As he pulled another blanket over Monique and Andrea, he noticed
moisture on Monique's cheek. He brushed at it, his eyes questioning
her.

"I can't sleep like this," she said. Her voice nearly broke, but she
managed keep control, somehow. "I can't even sleep in the same bed
as a lover. Please. You can tie me up to sleep, just not to another
girl. Please."

He brushed her hair back. Andrea seemed to have gotten over her
discomfort, at least a little.

"Monique, we'll be okay. I don't snore. He isn't going to let you
out," Andrea whispered. He watched as Andrea kissed the other girl
on the cheek. Monique seemed to settle a little, but still squirmed
against the ropes holding her to Andrea. He bent and kissed both
girls, and then tucked the blanket around their nudity.

"She'll be fine," Andrea said quietly. "But you didn't have to do
this. We could have killed you after dinner."

"I know," he said quietly. And he did know. Perhaps he was
overcompensating for that, but either way, the girls would be the
ones to suffer for his carelessness.

Andrea lay her head back wearily and closed her eyes. Monique
remained stiff, and stared at him almost defiantly.

He shrugged and returned to the pull out where Leigh and Kate sat
curled up against the back padding. He crawled up the bed without
removing his clothing, and settled beneath the covers. He felt the
girls moving beside him, as he closed his eyes. Even with their
hands behind them, the girls could settle themselves, he was sure.
They weren't useless. Sleep would come quickly. He sighed.


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